A Stream

breathing in and breathing out
then breathing in again
air first enters then it leaves
waxing then it wanes

a talisman for consciousness
a stargate for the soul
a rhythmic incantation
for young to very old

all the thoughts which we do think
keep flowing in a stream
breathing in and breathing out
we ride an astral beam

our bodies changing every day
each moment, all the time
we're not who we once were
we are who we find

breathing in and breathing out
then breathing in again
we come and leave and then return
we are all the same

breathing in and breathing out
we ride an astral beam
all the thoughts which we do think
flow by in a stream